Last night I cried myself to sleep
Oh how I wish it would all end.
If only I didn’t have to face tomorrow
but that’s the coward way out.
I caught myself praying
asking the one I’ve turned my back on for so long, for help.
Oh how easy it would be.
God do you hear me?
Are you there?
I don’t blame you if you’re not.
I know it seems like I call on you only when I need something.
Somewhere deep deep down I believe.
You heard my cry, my cry for help.
Cause this morning I should believe
I say I don’t trust anyone
I know I know I trust you
Myr friends may
(I think maybe I wrote this sometime in 1991/1992)